Kurt groaned as Blaine's hand slid smoother over his cock, thrusting up into his hand and giving a quiet whine when he felt his tongue slip out from inside him. The muscles in his stomach clenched at Blaine's words, and he felt like everything inside of him was twitching with anticipation.
"Blaine, you can't just... say shit like that," he practically panted, running his hand through his hair to push it back off his forehead.